Panem et circenses (English)

"Love!" you shout, "Love!"
As if you met an old acquaintance
And explained to her in a single sentence
That your elegant suit with slim black tie
And perfectly styled head-gears are only a pretext,
That you always think of this and that...
Her weary arrogance suddenly explodes
your breath, though hardly
Scholarly yet clear, without error, a hand waving
That time has long since mended everything...
And future is not clear!